These Are

What is the sign of the sign of the end?

Where does Oblivion go?

What is the look of the look of a Day?

What is the meaning of Night?

What is the part of the parting of friends?

And what is a way to Away?

What is the pattern of paternal Time?

What is his quarrel and fight?

What is the harm without Harmony's word?

And what is the creature of Crime?

What is the last of the last of the last?

And how serves amending to mend?

These are the Nights of the pony of dreams,

And these are the Days of the Star

These are the winters of beauty and dark

And sweeter the summertime seems

These are the days of the old and the new

The times of the new and the old.

These are the days of the Moon and the Sun

No longer parted, but 'twined

Days are as Nights are as Harmony's song—

No longer parted, but one.

These are the times of the Friend and the Foe

Ever they struggle, yet bend

Order is Chaos is Harmony's call—

Ever they struggle, but know.

These are the days of the cold and the warm

The times of the warm and the cold.

Author's Notes:

Poem by Forever Freest